Wednesday, August 29, 2007

Snot & the Quest for a Cure

For those of you who haven't had the pleasure of visiting my fabulous office space, I have to say it's pretty swanky. When I moved there in mid 2005 they told me it was temporary. "Don't worry about the lack of space, privacy, walls...it's TEMPORARY". Not wanting to be the nay-sayer I said "oh sure, no problem".

Here we are, two years later and I'm still sharing a large cube. Thankfully we like each other a lot so it's like having a partner in crime, at least until we're both yelling over each other on different conference calls because we can't hear. We've affectionately named our area "the double wide". I've also added a yoga ball that I occasionally sit on. It's popular with our guests since no one else has a yoga ball/guest chair.

I would ask for an upgrade but there's several problems with that.
1. I would lose my cool cubemate and frankly that's the most entertaining part of my day.
2. An upgrade is more like a cube on steroids. A desk surrounded by partial walls and a shower door. It's more like the illusion of privacy because it's really not sound proof in the least.

You might be saying, "Oh, it can't be that bad, you're just a complainer". Case in point: someone strolled by the other day and asked me where the guy in the shower stall across from me was. I said, "Gee, not really sure" and she asked, "Do you support him?". Like a dope I responded "Support him in what?". I need a new space.

Anyway, the point of this story is that I can hear everything and all day yesterday all I heard was coughing, nose blowing and snot sucking. Seeing as I'm going on vacation soon this is totally expected. I get sick every time I go on vacation. So when the runny nose started I didn't think anything of it. Then my left rear molar started to hurt AND my eye was sort of infected. Now I'm forced to wear glasses and I have obscene quantities of dry skin around my nose. I fancy myself a Quasimodo of sorts.

Knowing that I need to get well before I leave, I start by calling the dentist. I show up there bright and early this morning and after tapping and poking he declares my teeth fine. "You have a sinus problem, you should take some drugs and call me next week if it doesn't get better and we'll send you to a root canal specialist". WTF...my sinuses. These guys are hacks.

So I leave and I figure I have time to kill before I go back to the office. Why not swing by my Ophthalmologist and have him look at the goopy eye. He pokes and prods (he actually knocked on my face) and he says, "Your eye is fine, but you have a sinus problem." WTF....how does a sinus problem make your eye feel like there's a giant piece of sand in it??

So I call my husband, "oh yea, sorry I didn't catch that. That's pretty textbook. You know your sinuses run right along your upper molars and near your eyes". WTF....betrayed by the husband.

So I run across town to doctor number 3. He says "what are your symptoms?". I say, "One Dentist, one Ophthalmologist and my husband". He said, "Yea, you have a sinus infection, we all have the same textbooks, here's a script."

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